I'm the shit I know I'm the shit Yeah, I'm super lit If you don't buy me what I want, I'ma throw a fit She the shit Yeah, she super lit She know she the shit If you don't buy her what she want, she gon' throw a fit Nashe, might just pop it on a handstand

She's got whatever it is It blows me away She's everything I wanted to say to a woman But couldn't find the words to say I don't know what to do Because every time I try and tell her how I feel You got whatever it is It comes out "I love you" She's got

To think I used to love you But, I'm leaving anyway For reasons I don't know You polished up my halo And I dirtied up your soul I sure had a good time But, we both know I can't stay You made me laugh some You made me cry some too

Have you heard about my baby? Yes, how I love her you don't know. How I love, how I love her you don't know. I declare it hurt me so bad, Yes, when I heard she'd got to go. Yes I tried, yes I tried, but I let her down. Heard about my baby? Ooh yes, I

Have you heard about my baby? Yes, how I love her you don't know How I love, how I love her you don't know I declare it hurt me so bad Yes, when I heard she'd got to go Yes I tried, yes I tried, but I let her down Heard about my baby? Ooh yes, I tried

Don't pull me down this is where I belong I think I'm different but I'm the same and I'm wrong Don't pull me down this is where I belong I think I'm different, this is where I belong I know I'm pathetic I knew when she said it A loser a bum's what she

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

My mother told me, before she passed away Said son when I'm gone don't forget to pray 'Cause there'll be hard times, hard times, oh yeah Who knows better than I? Well, I soon found out, just what she meant When I had to pawn my clothes, just to pay my

Don't panic, don't panic We just getting started nigga don't panic Shawty fell in love with a hustler Man I took her from a buster Niggas keep talkin' like they know something I slide on your bitch like she hol' something Real niggas getting cake Watch

Well alright Oh I, oh I-I-I I can't be what you want from me And I know she knows, and I know she knows She knows, she knows Damned if I do Damned if I don't And deep down she knows, she knows Trying to get a piece of that apple pie